Madness

With the proper Madness,

I will gather all the stars

In a wicker basket, for

The Universe is ours.


Let me live in Wonder of

The things they cannot see:

I have tried the safer path.

It had no room for me.


Why are you not dreaming?

Don’t you feel a spark inside?

Who has said you’re living life,

If Madness you must hide?

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Published on September 11, 2018 04:06
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